Table Before my Enemy

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;

I often ask why? Why bring my enemy before me? Why must I suffer at their hand once again? Is it because they don't know they are my enemy? Or they don't suspect that I consider them an enemy?

Frustration, bewilderment, tired of it all. I find the occurances to be more and more against the grain of what I want to do, but yet I know that is not the purpose for this life. Maybe I will know in this life what your purpose is, maybe not! But as long as you prepare the table I will sit at it no matter the superficiality and damage that it cause me and my family!